Primordial Era: I am the chief disciple of the Three Pure Ones, the gatekeeper of the Great Dao.

Chapter 11: The Lamp Burns in Fury, Pretending to be Weak to Deceive the Tiger!

The figure of the lamp-burning man staggered in the wind, his clothes fluttering, and he was momentarily unable to control himself.

Cang Xuan's words struck him like a bolt from the blue, leaving him trembling with fear.

His coffin lamp just disappeared like that?!

The anger that had been suppressed in his chest for so long finally erupted at this moment.

The aura of a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal burst forth, accompanied by a biting wind that seemed to make even the void tremble.

"You're going to take away my coffin lamp?"

Ran Deng's voice was deep and menacing, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying an undisguised rage.

"Since the Three Pure Ones have no intention of accepting me as their disciple, why are you demanding a gift from me as a formal apprentice?"

His eyes flashed red, staring directly at Cang Xuan as if he wanted to devour him alive.

If he cannot get a satisfactory answer, he will seek justice even if it offends a saint.

When honest people are driven to the brink, they often act recklessly and can shake the heavens and the earth.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, why so easily become so angry?"

Cang Xuan sat in the rattan chair, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"Presenting the gift of apprenticeship is simply the rule for seeking a teacher and learning the Way; it is merely your ticket to enter Kunlun Mountain."

"But your qualifications and background are not yet worthy of the approval of the Three Pure Ones, that is the reality."

He paused for a moment, watching the lamp's increasingly somber expression.

"If you can gain the favor of the Three Pure Ones, the coffin lamp will naturally be returned to you."

As he spoke, a sly glint flashed in Cang Xuan's eyes.

This was all a carefully orchestrated scheme, designed to lure the lamp into a trap.

This move might incur the wrath of Ran Deng, but Cang Xuan didn't care.

"This is truly outrageous! Today I light a lamp, vowing to vent my anger!"

The Taoist Ran Deng could no longer contain his anger. His body shone brightly, and his supernatural powers and Taoist magic surged forth.

Each ray of light contained the power to scorch the heavens and boil the seas, and to stir up the universe.

He, Ran Deng, has always kept a low profile, only hoping to find a place to settle down and make a living in the primordial world.

But this Taoist priest was going too far, actually tricking him out of his coffin lamp.

You must know that this magical treasure was his only hope of severing his three corpses and breaking through to the Quasi-Saint level.

"Oh?"

"Fellow Daoist, are you choosing to be my enemy?"

Cang Xuan slowly stood up and said expressionlessly.

"In that case, I'll have a friendly spar with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black and yellow ruler suddenly appeared in Cang Xuan's right hand.

A divine light shone forth, as if possessing the power to reach the heavens and the earth, sweeping towards the lamp.

The aura emanating from it was unstoppable, giving the lamp an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"What is this?"

The Taoist Ran Deng's pupils shrank suddenly, his face filled with disbelief.

Who would have thought that a mere gatekeeper would possess such a treasure of acquired merit, the Primordial Measuring Ruler?

"Could it be that he's playing dumb to outsmart others?"

A storm raged within him, a torrent of thoughts swirling within him.

His mind, which had been clouded by anger, gradually calmed down, and his eyes became serious.

At this moment, he no longer dared to underestimate him in the slightest.

This gatekeeper is no ordinary person.

boom!

With a loud bang, the two collided violently in mid-air.

It was as if even space itself could not withstand it, and a huge crack was forcibly torn open.

Chaotic energy surged forth, greedily devouring the surrounding immortal energy and spiritual essence.

Fortunately, this place is a sacred site, protected by a supreme array.

Therefore, their battle did not cause much damage to the surrounding area.

Ran Deng staggered backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale.

"Without the help of a magical treasure, I am no match for him."

Ran Deng sighed inwardly, a hint of bitterness flashing in his eyes.

In contrast, Cang Xuan remained calm and composed, looking down at Randeng from his high vantage point.

"Even with the help of the Primordial Measuring Ruler, it would be no easy task to subdue a veteran Grand Luo Golden Immortal at the peak of his cultivation."

Crossing a minor realm and crushing a mid-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal is already the limit.

However, to deal with a veteran Grand Luo Golden Immortal like Ran Deng, it is still necessary to rely on the power of the Earthly Dao Laws.

Even the most precious treasures are ultimately external things.

True strength still depends on one's own abilities.

Moreover, Cang Xuan has only initially refined the Primordial Measuring Ruler and is not yet able to fully control it.

"Who exactly are you?"

Finally, Ran Deng couldn't help but ask, "Why did you scheme against me?"

At this moment, he had no choice but to bow his head.

The person before him was no ordinary gatekeeper, so he dared not make any further rash moves.

Even though he was unwilling to accept it, he wanted to know the truth.

Even if you're being schemed against, you should at least understand the reasons behind it.

Upon hearing this, Cang Xuan smiled calmly and said:

"I am the second-generation head of the Xuanmen sect, and also the senior disciple of the three sects: Renjiao, Chanjiao, and Jiejiao."

"As for why I treated you badly, you should know the reason very well."

As he spoke, Cang Xuan looked at the lamp and revealed a meaningful smile.

"Some things, if explained too clearly, are probably beyond the scope of a single innate spiritual treasure."

Cang Xuan's smile appeared gentle, but it actually concealed a sharp edge that sent chills down one's spine.

Once this matter becomes public knowledge, the consequences will be unimaginable.

To dare to plot against a sage of the Heavenly Dao is truly audacious and reckless.

Upon hearing this, Ran Deng was in turmoil and dared not meet Cang Xuan's gaze.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead, soaking his clothes, and a chill rose up his back.

At this moment, Ran Deng seemed to be standing on the edge of life and death, feeling boundless fear.

"I, Ran Deng, admit defeat in today's events."

With a solemn expression, Ran Deng said, "Now that I know I have made a mistake, I am willing to go to the throne of the Three Pure Ones and kneel down to admit my mistake."

"From this day forward, I am willing to spend the rest of my life making amends for my mistakes and becoming an unsung guardian of the Xuanmen."

After a brief silence, Ran Deng made a decision.

Having lost his coffin lamp, he had no advantage among the primordial beings of the prehistoric world.

If one cannot become a disciple of a sage, one will likely become a henchman of the demon race and be forced into the great calamity.

Therefore, he chose to submit to the Xuanmen sect in exchange for a glimmer of hope.

But upon hearing this, Cang Xuan burst into laughter:

"No matter how loyal you are, my Xuanmen dares not accept you."

"However, I can show you a way out, it just depends on whether you're willing to follow it."

Cang Xuan sat on the meditation cushion, gazing calmly at the lamp.

Those deep eyes seemed to see right through people's hearts and gaze into the depths of their souls.

"You are not destined to be with the Three Pure Ones; this coffin lamp is just a minor incident."

Cang Xuan spoke slowly, his tone calm, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Your path has not been severed; the Western religion may be your final destination."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Ran Deng's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

There must be a hidden meaning in what Cangxuan said.

So he cupped his hands in a respectful bow and said, "I would like to hear the details."

Cang Xuan nodded slightly and continued:

"Although neither the Sage Jieyin nor the Sage Zhunti were direct disciples of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, they were both enlightened by him."

"The Western religion they established is also the orthodox sect of my Xuanmen."

"If you can go to Mount Sumeru in the west and sincerely become their disciple, you may be able to find your own path there."

Upon hearing this, Ran Deng seemed to have discovered a new continent.

(End of this chapter)